(Continued from Vol. xlii. p. 501.)
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4 Shaftesbury Terrace, Glasgow, 11th February, 1908.—My Dear Friend, Your letter has been received long since, and I am sorry it should have remained so long unanswered. The Rev. A. Macrae wrote me to the effect that he saw you and that you desired him to write me about your Communion in July. I have not written him a reply yet, but I will keep the matter before my mind. I am often harassed by the fact that though we go through forms of worship, He goes not forth with our armies. Israel could not stand against their enemies while Achan was in their camp. Oh! how many Achans are in my heart! The signs of the times are becoming darker from year to year; the Lord’s people are being taken away, and very few raised up to fill the gaps in the house of Israel; and sin becomes bolder and shows the whore’s face by refusing to be ashamed. I am afraid the end will be a bitter day. The only remedy for the evil day is the whole armour of God. The soldier that will allow the enemy to take away his sword (the sword of the Spirit which is the Word of God) will not be able to stand. “Let us hold fast the form of sound words.” I trust yourself and all yours are well, and that the candle of the Lord shines on your tabernacle. With kindest regards, yours very sincerely, Neil Cameron.
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4 Shaftesbury Terrace, Glasgow, 13th November, 1912.—My Dear Friend, I have received your letter. I am very sorry to learn that your brother suffers from that most painful malady. It is one of the most difficult diseases that is known to medical men. But there is no disease now among the people, any more than there was 1900 years ago, that our Lord is not able to cure. Our waiting eyes should be towards Him. We believe that He is able to cure him, but we know not His will and purpose concerning him. The longer I live the more I am convinced that we know not what to pray for as we ought in the matter of these rods the Most High sees good to lay upon man, as regards the end He has in view in sending the rod. If it be the Lord’s most holy will, I trust that He will rebuke this trouble; but, especially, that He will bless it to His immortal soul. This is the end above all others that should be prayed for. The Synod of our Church last night decided that Peter Chisholm has to satisfy our Presbytery before the fourteenth day of February, and if that will not be done by him before that date, his name is to be erased from the list of our students. I trust you and all yours are well, and that you have the presence and comforts of the Holy Spirit in your soul. With kindest regards to you and all yours, I am, yours very sincerely, Neil Cameron.
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4 Shaftesbury Terrace, Glasgow, 23rd October, 1917.—My Dear Friend, Never a day passes without you being often on my mind. I was sorry that we had not the pleasure and privilege of meeting for such a length of time owing to the difficulty of getting to that out-of-the-way place. But although we have not met in the flesh, my spirit is often at your fireside. I have a good hope that we will meet yet where we shall never part for ever. The family of God are scattered in time, but in eternity they will be all together in the house of many mansions. This is their father’s house; it is also the house of Christ’s father, and so all who are called effectually in time by the Holy Spirit have a right through Christ’s merits to a place in it. There will be nothing there to cause sorrow or sighing. Satan, the flesh, and the world that lies in the wicked one will not be there; but God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, and the angels and those who were redeemed by the blood of Christ, will be there for ever and ever. Oh! what a blessed place, and what a happy company will be there! Christ’s prayer is: “Father, I will that they also whom thou hast given me be with me where I am that they may behold my glory which thou hast given me, for thou lovedst me before the foundation of the world. I hope you are being upheld by the almighty arm of the God of Jeshurun in your soul and body, and that other dear friends there are well. With fond regards to D. Macleod, Malcolm, Mrs. Munro and yourself, I am, your friend, Neil Cameron.